"I like this one, El de Santro's Pleasure !" said Mable as she walked up to the cash register.
The old Proprietor looked at the black candle and just smiled.
Setting her candle down on the counter she quickly ravaged her purse for a wallet. "Money where is my money!" she mumbled.
"The price my dear is $19.95 plus tax, the govenitorial bribe you know!" said the old man with a grin.
As he wrapped up her choice he wanted Mable to know what to expect. A cold stare look would have told most that this was something very serious, but Mable was not too quick a learner.
"Please note that when burning the candle it has some effects on those in the same room. As the name suggests it releases a scent which enhances a person's inner desires. The fact it is a black candle means those desires which it unlocks my be deep and dark or even evil. Please take care as to not getting any of the hot wax onto your skin less the most recent drawn out desire becomes permanent!" explained the proprietor.
Mable just gave a friendly smile and taking her prize walked out the door and into her coming personal Hell.